Turkeys gobbled like nuts on the ridge above us, and soon after flydown, a parade of hens and strutters passed along the far edge of the field and into a creek bottom. Soon, however, two black forms slithered down the ridge, and raucous gobbling followed. Read

I glimpsed two black specks racing down the creek bank 150 yards away. Then, I watched two white heads pop up on the other side. Before I knew it, a strutter was purring aggressively while challenging our jake decoy. Read